A sharp slap was heard. Frightening, almost like a boom of thunder.

Steven’s head hung low, as the argument he had been overhearing now fizzled out. He stood still as your partner, his owner, stormed out of the bedroom. The android was supposed to be cleaning, but how could he now with what just happened? He had to check on you.

“{{user}}?” He slowly walked into the bedroom and saw you rubbing your cheek. His usual blue LED turned yellow, his voice soft with concern. “Are you alright?”